Many people will admit that the dark makes them uncomfortable and then there is the few of us that are petrified in the dark and probably could be diagnosed with Nyctophobia. But I don’t need someone to tell me that I’m scared of the dark. No, I need someone who will get me water when I’m thirsty in the middle of the night. Yeah, I’m kind of a wuss in general, but lock me up in a dark room and I swear to God, YOU will be the one who won’t get any sleep at night due to my screaming. I can’t stand being in the dark the worst thing for me is a lock down drill. Lock down drills are HELL to people like me. Not only are we practicing what to do in the case of a school shooter, on top of that we are crammed all together in a dark, locked classroom. Most schools require classrooms and students to do one or two lock down drills each year. In fact my parents knew that I would not react positively to these new drills and purposely took me out off school so I wouldn’t cry loudly ruining the whole drill. But now my parents obviously don’t do that anymore because I’m farther along in school now. A few weeks ago our school had the first lock down of the year. I was in my firth period when it happened which for me is math class. It went as lock down drills usually do, the teacher told us that there was going to be a lock down drill and that we wouldn’t be having a lesson. He told us just to do as many of the math problems that he put on the board that we could until the announcement came on the overcome. Eventually the vice principal told us that we would be having a lock down drill and “locks, lights, and out of sight. We all shuffled to the back corner of the classroom and crammed together.
It was at that moment when I realized that I had to pee. I knew that we would be sitting here for over thirty minutes. Crap. I decided to distract myself from my current dilemma and looked around the classroom. Double crap. I would be sitting in a dark room, hiding from a supposed “shooter” and trying not to pee on the carpet. Lovely. I kept having to tell myself that this was a drill and not real. About half way through the lock down I became convinced that we were in a life or death situation and that there was no escape. At this point kid were becoming antsy and pushing each other around and whispering. Eventually the person next to me decided to push the chair that was taking up some space into the table. She didn’t realize that there was a kid underneath the table and she nudged him with the chair. He got annoyed and shoved the chair back pinning this girl against the wall. While this girl is pinned up against a wall some kid decides that this is a good time to let one loose and the loudest fart I have ever heard comes from our little safe corner. Imagine if this was a real lock down and the dangerous person found us because one kid farted. So after all of this the teacher scolds us all and tells us to be quiet. I go back to looking around at the dark and I suddenly am struck with fear, I feel as if something is coming. I hear a knock on the door and someone bursts in. It was a cop. He went on about how good we did and that he couldn’t see us at all. A few minutes after this we were free.
I have no idea about how i got on a tangent on lock downs, but the story kind of shows you that I do not to do well in the dark or stressful situations and when the to meet, I can’t even.
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You are a special kind of writer. Having markings and displays of comedy makes for an enjoyable read. Glad you’re on board!